O Casserole, Casserole! What food art thou, Casserole? Your description reads, “Sunday Surprise” ‘Tis but thy name that is my enemy; Thou art thyself though, a true surprise?What’s a surprise? It is nor meat, nor grain,Nor fish, nor cheese, nor any other part Of the food pyramid. O! Be some other name: What’s in a name? That which we call “taco” By any other name would rock as hard (or soft);So Casserole would, were it not Casserole call’d, Retain that tasty smell which even now waftsUp to my nose. Casserole, doff thy name;If you won’t, then I’ll be forcedTo eat some cereal.